JJ Maybank imagines

chasing you (pt. 2)

chasing you (pt. 2): JJ's chase for Y/n Cameron continues.
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*one month later*

JJ's pov

I sat outside as the hot sun burned onto my back, my shirt was sticking to my body from sweat but I didn't mind. The reason I was out in the sun was because Y/n crashed her bike last week and broke her wrist, so, to hopefully earn some attention from her I told her I'd fix it up.

"Y'know, my sister knows how to do all that, right?" Sarah joked from behind me. I paused what I was doing to see the Cameron twin making her way over. She sat on an upside down five-gallon bucket next to me.

"I know," I told her, returning my attention back to the bike, "she just won't be able to fix it until her wrist is healed so I figured I'd help her out." Even if she didn't break her wrist I know all too well I'd still be sitting in the blazing sun fixing it for her. Just one of the many things I'd do for her, even if she didn't ask me to.

"What's the deal with you guys anyway? I bring her up, you get all flustered. I bring you up, her cheeks get all red." Sarah asked. The past month has been full of me chasing after her sister, asking her on dates, making any excuse to start a conversation with her or even sit next to her. Every time I ask her out she shyly smiles and says, 'I don't think you're ready for me quite yet'.

"I don't know, Sarah, you're asking the wrong person," I began. I unbolted the scratched up plastics off Y/n's bike and began trying to find where the oil was leaking from, "I get this weird feeling around her, it's not a bad weird. My hands get all sweaty and I forget how to talk and I feel like I'm anxious."

"Oh my god..." She responded, smiling over at me as she extended her legs and crossed her ankles, "You're in love with my sister."

"What? Dude, no I'm not." I tried denying it but she gave me this look, like she was looking into my soul. It kinda freaked me out, not gonna lie, how did she know?

"You totally are, the JJ Maybank is—"

"Sup, losers." Y/n greeted and ran her hand across my shoulder as I way to say 'hi', it sent chills throughout my entire body, "I just had to shower with a Walmart bag duct-taped over my wrist. How's your guys' day going?" She asked with a laugh and sat in the grass between me and Sarah, resting her head onto her sisters thigh.

"Oh, nothing, just trying to figure out how you drunkenly ran into a mailbox." Sarah looked away knowing her sister was shooting her a glare. I listened to the two talk while hunting for the cause of the oil leak. It wasn't the filter and I know I put the o-ring on right, what else could it be?

"Have you ever thought that maybe the mailbox ran into me? I was barely buzzed, cut me a break." Y/n defended herself and I paused, my eyes looked over at her to sneak a glance, "I'm sure JJ knows all about it, right?" I felt the familiar twisting of knots in my stomach when she said my name. If only this girl knew the power she held over me.

"Uh, yeah, spontaneous appearance of mailboxes. I've heard about it." I smirked at the beautiful girl and she let out a small laugh. We all turned our heads towards the chateau when the door opened and closed. John B, Kie, and Pope made their way down the steps. Kiara was carrying a cooler, Pope had towels and John B was carrying a speaker.

"Boat day, attendance mandatory for all!" John B called out. Y/n and Sarah stood up with excited expressions and I looked up to Y/n. I was completely mesmerized by her. Everything about her body drove me insane, from the top of her pretty little head down to the converse she always wore. It wasn't just her body though, it was the way she went through life care-free, how she made every day mean something. Even on her bad days she made sure everyone else was smiling.